The Night Pride Novels & Stories

It had turned into something heavy. By midnight, the team had moved the celebration to Apex, a VIP club owned by our family holding company. The club was buried three floors beneath the city streets, a cavern of dark marble, velvet couches, and pulsing purple neon lights. The bass from the speakers was a heavy heartbeat vibrating through the floorboards. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol, high-end perfumes, and the chaotic, excited pheromones of wealthy Betas and Alphas celebrating our first win.

“She was in my dream.” Jack releases a soft chuckle. “You shouldn’t have done it, you know.” Blake sighs. “Probably not.” Jack runs a hand over his mouth. “There are reports that Night’s acolytes are gathering. Whispers that the Night Prince is creating an army in the Northlands for him to command.” Blake pulls a face. “The Night Prince? Fenrir, perhaps?” “Still in the Snowlands. Last I heard, he killed an alpha and married her wife. Ingrid, I think her name was.”

Present From October to November 2016 The night of the charity dinner had arrived, to my utter bewilderment, it was in an elegant place, an amazing place that was everything we had always been taught as glamorous, elegant and luxurious. He had no idea if he had paid for that with the money he managed to steal from the company or it was something he did at an earlier time. We didn't know anything about his background before he got his hands on this city's underworld again.

------ After two days of travel, stopping briefly in a couple of small Prides along the way, the SUV that Savannah and Griffin were travelling in pulled up in front of the next major Pride within High Elder Blade’s territory; The Roma-Shadow Pride. After talking to Kevin, Nathaniel wanted to see if what had been happening within Vapor-Moon was happening within any of the other Prides Blade had authority over and if the same reporting blocked seemed to be happening here too. The SUV pulled up, parking behind the SUV carrying Nathaniel, Noah, Kevin and Julian. Savannah and Griffin waited for them to exit the SUV before they got out themselves. As Savannah and Griffin walk towards where Nathani

Valaria sighed as she put the SUV into park and shut off the engine, the building they were about to enter was the Pride house of the Nevada Panthers, the Pride leader Tanya ran three of the top grossing casinos in Vegas, her Panthers nearly all worked for her at said casinos and her sister Sarah-Jane runs a legal escort service for those who like Preternatural play time, that is who she would need to convince to help, she had more Preternatural connections in Nevada than anyone else, if anyone knew the leader of the Incubi lair it would be her.

The voices intensified as a beam of light lit up Jeremy on a higher stage. The rhythm he played started soft and slow but little by little the drums intensified. When the symbols crashed, a platform rose onto the stage with Kyung Jiho on it. Hae Mina grinned when she saw the white slivers light up under the black lights. On the back of Kyung Jiho's shirt was his name and on the arm was the Nightide emblem. The drum's symbols crashed and the next instrument joined. One by one, Nightide appeared on the stage with their parts. Hae Mina knew this was not her song to come in on because she had never been given a part.

POV: Niklaus Prime Wolfe The night sky stretched above me, dark and endless. A sliver of the moon shone through the clouds, illuminating the quiet landscape of our territory. I stood at the edge of the ceremonial grounds, my heart heavy with anticipation, my gaze fixed on the distant woods. The pack would soon gather here, their eyes upon me. Tomorrow would be the day I ascended to my rightful place as the Alpha of the Prime Pack. Tomorrow, I would take the reins my father had held for decades.

Adrian Patterson won! Darkness was ruling the night sky but we are no longer afraid. For tonight, a new era was born bringing the promise of a better tomorrow.

I was on a roll now, my voice cool but cutting. "But Nightfang doesn't have to lift a finger. He has a pre-signed contract for a mate who’s been waiting in the wings since they were children. So he treats me like his championship trophy—something essential for his status, but something he keeps in a locked case until he’s ready to show it off. I’m actually cheaper to maintain than a trophy. He doesn't have to polish me. My parents handle the bill for my life, my training, my furs. I just sit on the shelf, waiting patiently—at least, that’s what he assumes—until it suits his schedule to claim the union. He doesn't have to put in any effort. He just has to claim the prize before the blood-debt

The elder raised his voice, his tone commanding, carrying across the entire courtyard. “Tonight, under the gaze of the Moon Goddess, we honor the rise of our new Alpha and Luna — Knox Davenport and Natalia De Luca Davenport, rightful leaders of the Nightfall Pack.” A murmur rippled through the crowd, low and reverent. Knox kneeled before the altar first. When the crown touched his head, the air itself seemed to hum. His power unfurled wild, dominant, untamed the kind of force that made even the wind bow.